An Interlude in Bondage
Madoc was too busy twisting, grunting, heaving as if he thought he could rock the bondage bench upright, his body tingling with sensation.
Dragon BDSM: Masculine Pleasures (erotic eBook teaser)
His partner and loving submissive, den, groaned over the bondage bench, his backside smarting.
Slave Sitting (Commission)
After a quick picture, onyx latched the lioness belly first against the bondage bench. "since this urinal has been so good to us, i think it deserves a treat."
The Fox Session
His tongue suddenly felt dry despite the amount of saliva he had managed to produce while gagged and wriggling helplessly around the bondage bench. "where to start..." "hmmmmmmp!"
Tiger Rides Tiger
The white tiger on the leather-padded bondage bench looked like he'd come straight out of a bdsm porn film, or at least a magazine spread.
Night In
I lay on my arms and knees in the loungeroom, straddled across our cushioned bondage bench. my wrists and ankles were secured with the help of some rope and my faithful, not to mention rather handsome, black leather cuffs.
[Commission] Claiming Their Prize
He rested his cheek on the shelf at the head of the bondage bench, his hazy gaze wandering around the room.
21 Days and Counting
_ what a fucking scientist he was, giving me such an excuse while snapping on a chastity device on my poor bloated junk while i was still tied up in his guest room's bondage bench after being subjected to hours of cbt and taking four loads from an eager canine
A Night with Necro
"get up, and lie on the bondage bench." she commanded. raul got slowly to his feet. and made his way over to the only bench like object he could see. he got up on the knee rests, and leaned over onto the main section.
Doggie Breeding
._ celine whimpered as she was strapped down to what could only have been a bondage bench, what every anthro canine in the facility knew was for breeding.
Breeding Gangbang: Rutting a Vixen with Pups (erotic eBook teaser)
The vixen cried out, hips trying to rise, but she was too firmly lashed down, those that had led her there, helped her up onto the bondage bench, having done far too good a job to let her be released that easily.
Pegged Beneath the Christmas Tree
The smooth wood of the bondage bench rang a rich mahogany while the pad atop gleamed in crimson, her preferred shade for accentuating what was there to be enjoyed.